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Walk the Line
Arriving at the Odeon five minutes before the film began was a mistake; I'd overestimated how many people wanted to see this film, so I had to sit right at the front and right at the edge, my neck twisted, my vision overwhelmed by GIANT FACES and a muscle in my back nagging me for the whole time. Despite this, I enjoyed Walk the Line, and if I can enjoy a film whilst sat like a practicing contortionist then I think that says a lot. →
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Ray
It's a fact that I find it easier and more enjoyable to bitch about an awful film than to sing the praises of a really good film. This is because I am, at heart, a bastard. So I find myself with a dilemma when it comes to talking about Ray Charles biopic Ray. →